Canine Towards Humanity

CHAPTER 5

Amy examined every part of Rowan, but in a professional manner. Sure, she did care for all the animals, but she was struggling in debt. She got her work done, then went home after collecting her paycheck every 3 days. Her shift was quite unfair, actually. "As long as Rita and them animals are fine..." She'd constantly tell herself.

When Rowan had tried to lick her, (only in hopes of guilt tripping her to stop performing all of these tests on him and sticking microscopes up his ears, along with injections to keep him alive), she had simply patted him away, continuing on with the next bit of tests. Amy ran these tests and injected him with the scary needles until about 3 hours after.

Rowan seemed horrified and traumatized, nearly being hit by a car then getting needles stuck into him. What's next, getting trapped inside of a cage?

He was correct. That was next.

Slowly and carefully, Amy picked him up with "germaphobe gloves" on, lowering him onto the floor. Rowan thought he was free, but he truly was just being locked up. Amy attached the leash to a clip on his collar, and she led him into his new "home."

"This is a prison. Not a home," Rowan thought to himself. He sure did put up a fight, refusing, at all costs, to step foot into that jail cell.

Amy bribed him with a small reward treat, bacon flavored... She threw it into his crate, and he gratefully trotted right into the cage. She then unclipped the leash from his collar, allowing Rowan to sprint into his new "home".

Rowan was damned humans could call such a confined space a home.

As a human, he had always believed dogs in the pound had it pretty well. He thought since they were allowed to walk once or twice a month, fed free foods daily, and were interactive with other dogs, their life was a-ok.

But man, his beliefs turned against him.
He no longer would believe that.

He hopelessly lied in that crate for weeks, and weeks, and weeks. Everytime a person had been interested in taking him to a forever home, he would flinch, and his temperament was very skittish. He didn't have interest in humans any longer, and he just wished he could go back to his old life. He was too smart to be a dog. A whole life and existence was wasted because of Liam.

Liam was the one who caused this pain and suffering.

He deeply wished upon Liam's fate, hoping the worst for him.

"What are you gonna do?" Was always one of human Rowan's favorite quotes, but now, he hated that saying. He wish he COULD do something about it, and that things would just stop escalating all at once in a harsh manner against him.

He felt as if he was being punished.
But he didn't know what for, honestly.

All he could do now was hope someday, someone, somewhere, a person would find him as a perfect fit, and fix his attitude towards humans.

He waited for that day to come, all while sitting tight and hopefully pacing with the little space he got in that cage.